This is a letter i'd love to be able to send to my Monday client, Ms. S. Of course, i never will, but i have to get it out.
Please note that this comes from my heart, and from my desire for good things to happen for you.
You are a hoarder, and you are deluded.
Now don't misunderstand the word "deluded." Every human on earth is deluded in the same way, we all suffer from it. Scientists have studied it, and even those who have experimented and proven it know that they suffer from this delusion and have to fight it. It is the delusion that, in the future, we will have more. More time, more money, more.
We won't. You won't.
Leonardo DaVinci, arguably the most intelligent person ever, suffered from it, and using him as an illustration will show what i mean. He kept writing implements with him at all times (no mean feat in those days) so he could take notes on anything he saw that interested him. He filled notebook after notebook, always intending "later" to take the time to organize them.
There wasn't a later, of course. There was always too much interesting going on now, always more to learn and see and observe, so the "later" never came. He never got to the place in his life where he had plenty of leisure, spare time just to go back through and organize his notes.
We won't have more time later. If we haven't invested properly, we won't somehow, magically, have more money later. It's the trap that gets people into long term debt with what is supposed to be a short-term payday loan. There won't be more money and fewer bills next month.
The delusion of "later" is part of the human condition.
How does this apply to you?
You won't have time later to go through those boxes of bills from 20 years ago, or even from last year. You won't ever come to a time when you have nothing better to do with your time than go through boxes.
Unless you make a concerted effort to stop, now, and begin to spend some time every single day on it, maybe while watching your story on TV, you won't get through them.
You won't get through the piles and boxes that are everywhere else, either.
Yes, you are a hoarder. Your home could be on the show. Please don't think i'm judging you in any way, i am heavy on the pack rat scale myself and have to fight hoarding tendencies. Trust me, if i turn my back for a moment, i could easily sink into the behaviors that lead to a house like yours. It's the reason i offered to help you at your home, because it doesn't offend me, i'm not disgusted by it, i understand how it happens and how hard the fight and i even belong to a group that is nothing but people like us who are fighting not to become hoarders or who are fighting our way out of hoarding.
What i'm going to say now is what i've learned that comes from being in that group.
No, keeping the dance clothing from all those years ago doesn't mean you will dance again. You won't, i am certain. Your smoking and COPD have made it so that, instead of being the owner of a dance studio, you shuffle and sometimes need assistance walking. That's something i will come back to later.
Yes, i understand the tendency to want to hold on. As long as the guy who was a jock in high school keeps that old football jersey, he can imagine himself as still the great guy who ran for the touchdown and won the game. So he keeps it even until he can barely walk. But he keeps that one thing, not hundreds.
You keep hundreds. You keep closets full of clothes you won't ever wear again. You have me packing more winter clothes than one person can wear into boxes to be stored for next winter, when we may or may not be able to find them with all the other stuff piled on top.
You have more handbags than i can count, and you want them stored just so on a top shelf of a closet in a home that has bugs and dust and dirt and so many things are deteriorating that i don't think they will be good for anything in a few years. The same goes for shoes.
You think that your kitchen looks bad because the grout is discolored, so you have me moving piles of junk, bleaching the grout, and then moving the stuff back into that same place. It's not the grout that makes it look this way, it's the tons of stuff, mixed with dust and sometimes bugs. Yes, i can clean, and i do because i want you to have as clean a place as i can give you, but white grout won't make a hoarded kitchen look better.
You live in fear. You fear losing control, losing the ability to go through everything, to sort it all out, to get it organized. (On that note, you can't organize it, you don't have enough room in your home for all of it.) You are terrified that one day your son and his wife will go through it all and just throw it all away.
He loves you very much, by the way, and hates to see you live like this. He wants me to help you clean up and clear out and organize what you do want to keep. He is a typical cleanie who does not get that hoarders have to want to recover. He thinks you should be doing the regular housekeeping/cleaning chores and you should be using me each week to throw things out and donate stuff and get the rest organized. He doesn't understand that you have become so physically frail (yes, i overheard the phone conversation where you told someone your doctor now suspects Parkinson's disease) that you cannot scrub your tub or do the cleaning that i do.
He doesn't get it, and he won't, and what you fear the most is that someday he and his wife will come in, back a dumpster up to the door, and just clear the place.
It terrifies you, and yet, because you won't face that you won't have more time later to take care of it, that's exactly what's going to happen.
There are a couple of possible endings to this story. The easiest is that you pass away peacefully in your sleep and your son clears the place out and you never know it. No, i don't want to lose you and your friendship and your insights at Bible study, but that really would be the kindest thing if it happened that way.
The other ending is the one you are so scared of, and it's the more probable. You end up needing a cane or walker or wheelchair, and not just needing the cane for a week or two like after your last surgery, but forever. Your home is in a condition where you cannot walk in some areas if you have to use any type of assistance device. (Some rooms are so bad you won't go in them even now, you have me go in and box things, remember, because you are too big a fall risk to go in there.)
Once you come to where you cannot get along without a walker or wheelchair, your son will have no choice but to put you into assisted living of some kind, and he and his wife will have to deal with the house, and you will resent them for it, and hate them for it, but mostly it will be that you hate yourself for letting it get that way and you will be taking it out on them.
They don't deserve that, and neither do you.
You are a sweet, precious soul, and i want better for you.
The only way it will change, though, is if you decide that you want better for you, that you don't need to hold on to 37 flower vases that never see the light of day, that clear floor space is better than boxes full of tools you will never use again, that you are worth more.
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Upsy Daisy Day -- the day to remind people to get up joyfully and gratefully each morning (tell that to my sleep-til-noon family!)
Vacuum Cleaner Day -- Ives W. McGaffee obtained a patent on this day in 1869 for the first carpet cleaner that worked on a vacuum principle
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Vikings raid the abbey at Lindisfarne in Northumbria, commonly accepted as the beginning of the Scandinavian invasion of England, 793
Richard the Lionheart's Crusade begins with his arrival at Acre, 1191
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Mr. Hall of NYC advertises the first commercially made ice cream, 1786
Ives W McGaffey of Chicago patents the first vacuum cleaner, 1869
Herman Hollerith receives a patent for his punched card calculator, 1887
Theodore Roosevelt signs the Antiquities Act into law, authorizing the President to restrict the use of certain parcels of public land with historical or conservation value, 1906
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